Chapter 5: Padmé

The minute Vader pressed the release button on the side of the metal suite door it opened and he found a flower pot hurtling towards his face. He raised his hand and brought in into a fist. The flower put shuddered and broke in two, the pieces flew right past him and shattered into the marble wall outside of the suite. Vader stepped in and the door closed behind him. The main room of the Suit was quite big, a heavily furnished living room/ dining area to one side, and a marble kitchen to the other. Two windows in the back with sofas in front facing a HoloNet screen and two doors close to the windows leading to a bedroom and a fresher most likely.

Vader knew exactly where the person that threw the pot was and he knew they were about to attack again. Vader silently unhooked his lightsaber from his belt holding it at the ready but not activating the blade. Sure enough, one of the doors open and a woman, with long brown hair with matching eyes, wearing a beautiful gown, and holding a vibro blade entered. These blades sadly were tough enough to stand up to a lightsaber. Vader activated his own blood red Sith blade and with his free hand beckoned the woman to try and smite him.

She charged, blade held over head in some sort of martial arts style. She slashed at Vader's waist, he lowered his blade to meet hers even before it got close and they met. She looked up at him bewildered by his incredibly fast speed. She brought her blade away but Vader's charged after it, the saber bounced across the vibro blade so hard it snapped in two and the woman dropped it falling on her knees looking up at Vader who put his lightsaber to his side but left it lit, just in case he had to motivate this woman.

"What is your name?" He asked.

"I'm Padmé Naberrie Amidala, sister of Queen Sola Amidala." She spat. "Who are you?"

"My name is Darth Vader, but it is Lord Vader to you."

"Alright Lord Vader, what do you want with me. You already took my sister."

"Your cooperation, you are very powerful Padmé, with training you can learn to use that power."

"Power? What do you mean?"

"You are what we call Force sensitive. That means you can use the power of the force."

"You mean like the Jedi?"

"No, the Jedi are all dead." Vader lied for he had a suspicion Qui-gon and Yoda were still alive. "I mean like the Sith."

"The Sith?"

"That is what I am, far more powerful than the Jedi in the ways of the force, join me and I will train you in these ways."

"Why should I join you? You are taking my sister."

"It was strictly on the Emperors orders." Vader said about to tell a half lie. "If I didn't do it he would kill me and probably destroy Naboo."

"I hate the Emperor. He will kill my sister."

"Then extract your revenge, join me, let me train you and together we can destroy him!"

"Perhaps, but… what's in it for you?"

"What I said, to help me kill the Emperor and for you to carry on the legacy of the Sith. When I die you find a apprentice."

"Alright, perhaps I will join you."

"There is no perhaps. You will or will not, choose."

"I will."

"Very good. Padmé Amidala you are now one with the order of the Sith Lords, henceforth you shall be known as Darth…"

"Just Amidala, would you?"

"Darth Amidala."

"Thank you master."

"Rise Lady Amidala."

Padmé stood up facing Vader who deactivated his lightsaber and clipped it to his belt.

"We will go to my ship now, Amidala."

"Yes master."

"Come."

XxX

Padmé stared in awe at the Executor through the view port of Vader's personal Lambda class shuttle. Never in her entire life had she seen a craft that big. The regular Star Destroyers orbiting around it did not compare at all in size. To the Executor they were nothing more than one manned fighters.

"How big is that thing?" Padmé asked.

"Oh you mean my ship?"

"Your ship?"

"She's my flagship, fastest Star Destroyer in the entire Imperial Navy, and the only Super Star Destroyer. Her name is Executor."

"So how big is it?

"Nineteen thousand meters arcross."

"How many men can it hold?"

"I am not entirely sure, but to give you a picture a regular Star Destroyer holds nine thousand seven hundred men."

"My god."

"One star destroyer is enough to occupy an entire planet, the Executor can occupy a solar system. But we are currently building a top secret super weapon that can occupy an entire sector, that's four solar systems."

"How big will it be?"

"A little big bigger than a small moon."

Padmé could not reply, trying to comprehend a man made structure that size was, incomprehensible. Soon the Super Star destroyer completely filled the view port of the shuttle and a small hanger bay began to grow bigger. Vader dialed in a frequency on the ship's comm system.

"This is Lord Vader." Vader said into the mesh speaker on the panel in front of him. "I am starting my approach to hanger bay C-37, transmitting Imperial code now and waiting for conformation."

There was no answer for several seconds, but then just as they appeared to be a few yards away, which was actually several dozen miles, an emotionless voice filtered through the speaker.

"You have been confirmed to land Lord Vader, continue with your approach."

"Very well."

Vader flicked a red switch and the comm turned to static and shut off. They neared the hanger area, Padmé could just make out a few dozen storm troopers standing at attention against the glassy black and bone white plasteel deck of hanger C-37. Vader flicked a few more switches on the dashboard and a blank screen turned on showing the shuttle's wings raising themselves. This was confirmed by the groan of hydraulics.

They entered the hanger area and now Padmé could see the detail of the floor, flawless, and sterile, not a scratch anywhere. Vader clicked a few more buttons and the landing gear emerged, the shuttle touched down with a slight jolt and the whining of more hydraulics. Vader flicked three last switches and the boarding ramp lowered itself, then every system shut itself down and Darth Amidala and Darth Vader debarked from their shuttle. Vader told her he would be taking her to the command bridge.

It seemed to take hours of walking through hall after hall, each one a depressing metallic gray until the reached a turbo lift. Vader pressed they very top button and it shot up as fast as a burst of raw laser. It stopped about three seconds after and the door opened followed by a genderless computer voice announcing the part of the ship they had just arrived in. "Command deck, authorized personnel only."

The two stepped into a larger than normal lift lobby which had two arches on either side leading different parts on the deck, and one off the ground in front of them. Three steps led to it and Vader led Padmé up them into the bridge. It was a huge room with a triangular pit in the middle that had a durasteel bridge leading over it. Down in the pit were a lot of black uniformed men monitoring control panels and not paying attention to either Vader or Padmé. At the far end on the bridge were a series of triangular view ports going all the way across the wall. In front of the center one wearing an olive gray Imperial uniform and cap was the Admiral. He turned around and smiled to Vader when he saw their reflection in the heavily polished windows.

"Welcome back Lord Vader, I am sorry for your not capturing Bail Organa." He said. He walked up to Padmé and shook her hand. "But it seems Naboo wasn't a total loss."

"She is my new apprentice." Vader said. "Lady Amidala meet Admiral Piett of my fleet, soon to be admiral of the entire Imperial Navy."

"Thank you Lord Vader."

"Admiral, would you be so kind as to escort Lady Amidala to my quarters and set up a bed for you in my sleeping area?"

"Yes Lord Vader, it would be my pleasure." Piett smiled. He looked to Amidala. "Please be so kind as to follow me milady and may I suggest you wear more suitable walking shoes in the future."

"Yes, thank you Admiral Piett, these pumps are killing me."

Once they were out in the turbo lift Vader switched back to general mode.

"Captain." He called into the pit. A young well trimmed man who had taken Piett's place as captain of the Executor stepped up to Vader.

"Yes milord."

"Set a course for Coruscant. The Emperor commands that he meets my apprentice."

"As you wish milord."

"Good, I am going to the communications room and then to my quarters in case Piett needs me."

"Yes milord." The captain said. "Set a course for Coruscant!"

Vader turned on his heel and strode off the bridge.